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Trixie's Six Way
Trixie's Six Way
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Trixie always wanted to get in an elevator full of strangers, push the stop button and get it on with all of them. Today is that day. Trixie takes on a well built lawyer, a hip young delivery guy, two muscular black men, a reluctant and sexy secretary... and a quiet guy with headphones on, even though he doesn't seem to notice what's going on!
WARNING! This sizzling piece of erotica is an in depth fantasy, describing all of the six way action in adult language! Contains stranger sex in a public place, and lots of it! Cunnilingus, vaginal sex, anal sex, woman on woman 69ing, snowballing... ...and more!
Excerpt:
Trixie pushed the stop button on the elevator’s control panel and turned to face the others now trapped inside with her. Her heart was racing. She had really done it, she was really going through with it. She was going to have sex with everyone in the elevator, even though she had never met any of them before.
They were all staring, their faces variations of confusion and irritation. The young, tan delivery guy from the deli, bags in his hands. His pony tail was long, and she thought that and his neat goatee were very sexy. The lawyer looking type in his immaculate suit, his chest broad and arms showing their gym built size through the tailored fabric. The secretary with the fashionable glasses and shoes just a little too sexy for the office showing off the shape of her bare legs. Nice tits, and tight, almost too flat ass. The two muscular black dudes, their sculpted arms and legs displayed by their white wifebeaters and gym shorts, one with a head shaved to the skin, one with tightly knotted cornrows. Both cut and incredibly defined, with sharp cheekbones and full passionate lips and hooded, knowing eyes. Even the bored looking man in the back, in jeans and a t-shirt, headphones on and a duffel bag in his hand. He looked like a reformed biker, muscled, broad and nonchalantly confident, his face lined and tanned with a strong jaw and cleft chin.
They were all staring.
“Miss, what do you think you’re doing?” It was the Lawyer. He looked pissed.
“Get on your knees,” Trixie answered. He stared at her, mouth half open. She pointed at the floor just in front of her, then snapped her fingers. “Now.”
“I really don’t know what you’re-”
Trixie grabbed him by his silk tie, and pulled. He lurched forward, and she stopped him with a hand on his chest. She was surprised - he felt like iron under the tailored fabric.
“You’re first because you spoke up. Now get down on your knees, pig,” she snapped, “and eat me.”
WARNING! This sizzling piece of erotica is an in depth fantasy, describing all of the six way action in adult language! Contains stranger sex in a public place, and lots of it! Cunnilingus, vaginal sex, anal sex, woman on woman 69ing, snowballing... ...and more!
Excerpt:
Trixie pushed the stop button on the elevator’s control panel and turned to face the others now trapped inside with her. Her heart was racing. She had really done it, she was really going through with it. She was going to have sex with everyone in the elevator, even though she had never met any of them before.
They were all staring, their faces variations of confusion and irritation. The young, tan delivery guy from the deli, bags in his hands. His pony tail was long, and she thought that and his neat goatee were very sexy. The lawyer looking type in his immaculate suit, his chest broad and arms showing their gym built size through the tailored fabric. The secretary with the fashionable glasses and shoes just a little too sexy for the office showing off the shape of her bare legs. Nice tits, and tight, almost too flat ass. The two muscular black dudes, their sculpted arms and legs displayed by their white wifebeaters and gym shorts, one with a head shaved to the skin, one with tightly knotted cornrows. Both cut and incredibly defined, with sharp cheekbones and full passionate lips and hooded, knowing eyes. Even the bored looking man in the back, in jeans and a t-shirt, headphones on and a duffel bag in his hand. He looked like a reformed biker, muscled, broad and nonchalantly confident, his face lined and tanned with a strong jaw and cleft chin.
They were all staring.
“Miss, what do you think you’re doing?” It was the Lawyer. He looked pissed.
“Get on your knees,” Trixie answered. He stared at her, mouth half open. She pointed at the floor just in front of her, then snapped her fingers. “Now.”
“I really don’t know what you’re-”
Trixie grabbed him by his silk tie, and pulled. He lurched forward, and she stopped him with a hand on his chest. She was surprised - he felt like iron under the tailored fabric.
“You’re first because you spoke up. Now get down on your knees, pig,” she snapped, “and eat me.”
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